boy: You’re not my type.
Girl: What’s your type?
boy: Skinny.

is the type of guy that never settles down, where pretty boys are you know that I'm around. I kiss em and I love em because to me they're all the same, I hug em and I squeeze em they don't even know my name.

i like that though - she looks kind of wild, kind of dangerous, the kind of girl you’d get a pack of cigarettes with, then wake up one day and realize she was just another figment of your imagination.